Love is a religion, and its rituals cost more than those of other religions. It goes by quickly and, like a street urchin, it likes to mark its passage by a trail of devastation.

We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.

For businessmen, the world is a bale of banknotes in circulation; for most young men, it is a woman; for some women, it is a man; and for others it may be a salon, a coterie, a part of town or a whole city.

Society is no more indulgent than was the God of Genesis.

When one has no particular talent for anything, one takes to the pen.

All happiness depends on courage and work. I have had many periods of wretchedness, but with energy and above all with illusions, I pulled through them all.

Nature makes only dumb animals. We owe the fools to society.